He Didn’t Look for Me Until I Was Dead (by Durrin) novel Chapter 43

As soon as those words left my mouth, Calvin was clearly at a loss for words.

The last glimmer of hope in his eyes faded away, and finally, a bitter smile tugged at the corner of his lips: “It will, for sure.”

Then, without lingering, he turned and went inside.

The hallway grew quiet, leaving only Reginald and me.

When I turned my head, I saw the clear confusion in his eyes.

I let out a gentle sigh, unsure of how to begin explaining.

I hadn’t expected Calvin to have been reborn as well. I had always thought those past events would never be brought up again.

So, I never considered how I would explain this to anyone else.

Although there was doubt in Reginald’s eyes, the hand holding mine never loosened its grip.

I pressed my lips together and finally said to him, “The story is too long. I can’t explain it all at

once.”

“How about I tell you everything in detail when I get back from work tonight?”

Reginald looked at me in silence for a while, then nodded: “Alright.”

Even though he seemed to trust me, I knew that at this moment, there must be a storm raging in

his heart.

On the way to the hotel, a suffocating silence hung between us.

Even our intertwined hands felt awkward to me now.

Yet, despite this, neither of us suggested letting go first.

For the first time, I felt that this road was so long.

After a long while, we finally reached the entrance of the hotel.

Reginald stopped walking, then discreetly withdrew his hand.

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Watching him silently turn and leave, my heart suddenly felt empty.

I clenched my palm and turned to enter the hotel as well.

Reginald’s forlom expression as he left kept appearing in my mind.

All day long, I was distracted.

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A colleague nudged me with her elbow: “Whitty, you’ve checked your phone hundreds of times today. Is something urgent going on?”

Only then did I snap out of it. All day, Reginald, who usually never stops messaging me on WhatsApp, hadn’t sent me a single message.

I used to complain that he was too noisy, but now that it’s suddenly quiet, I feel lost.

He must be both confused and angry right now.

I’ve already decided that after work, no matter how unbelievable this story sounds, I will be honest

with him.

Thinking of this, I turned to my colleague and smiled: “It’s nothing, I just had a fight with my boyfriend.”

My colleague immediately looked surprised, winking and offering advice: “Men are easy to appease. Let me teach you a few tricks…”

In just three minutes, she suggested several methods, each one making me blush.

In the end, I had to quickly interrupt her: “Thank you, thank you, I’ll give them a try.”

Only then did I manage to stop her from continuing.

The long workday finally ended. I went to buy groceries, planning to cook a meal for Reginald myself.

As I walked down the street, I couldn’t help but recall those cheeky methods my colleague had taught me, and I got goosebumps.

To be honest, I couldn’t do any of them.

I smiled wryly and shook my head, then continued walking.

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